Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cameroon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Christie,
Ituana,
8 Eyed Spy,
DNA,
Ponytail,
Godley & Creme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Doors,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
Japan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Darondo,
Faust,
Eddi Front,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Barrington Levy,
Saccharine Trust,
Nas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hardrive,
June of 44,
Minnie Riperton,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Near,
Marmalade,
Skaos,
Rufus Thomas,
Radio Birdman,
The Move,
Black Sheep,
Freddie Wadling,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Age Steppers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mandrill,
Joy Division,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.